Chapter 3
Chapter Three
ALEX
Holy. Mother. Of God.
If I’m being honest, I hardly remember Gabe Blackwell from when we were kids. He’s older, and I wasn’t boy crazy when he was around. He was more of a friend to my brother, Holden.
I was just trying to survive. I didn’t give a shit about much of anything else.
But I remember him being cute.
He’s no longer cute.
With all that dark hair and those hazel eyes, not to mention a smile that would bring any woman to her knees—that dimple in his left cheek is everything—Gabe is hot as fuck.
But add in Adam? Wavy dark blond hair that’s begging for my fingers, eyes that are somewhere between blue and gray, and all of the muscles between the two of them that should likely be illegal, I’m in fucking heaven.
Spend a night with these two? Fuck yes. It’s a no-brainer. Sign me the fuck up. I haven’t had sex in a really long time, and I’ve been working too hard.
I deserve this. Call it a good girl treat.
Please call me a good girl, guys. Pretty fucking please.
And something tells me that these two are going to ruin me for all other men.
Worth it.
The guys flank me and escort me out of the bar, and I give my table a little wave. Gabe slips his hand in mine, links our fingers, and when I glance up at him, he winks.
“We’re over here,” Adam says, gesturing to the Porsche SUV parked nearby.
My eyebrows climb. Fancy car.
When I immediately walk to the back door, Adam shakes his head and nudges me to the front passenger side.
“You’re a passenger princess, baby. You never sit in the back.”
Who are these guys?
My eyes search out Gabe, who’s still grinning at me, and it makes me want to ride on his lap. “You heard the man. Get in, sweetheart.”
“I like your car. Whose is it?”
“It’s Adam’s,” Gabe says as he climbs in behind me. Adam slides in behind the wheel. “I’m restoring an old truck.”
I turn to look at him. “Didn’t I hear that you work for Brooks now?”
Brooks is Billie’s oldest brother, and he owns the auto shop in Bitterroot Valley. I’ve known him all of my life.
“I do, yeah. I’m a master mechanic at the shop.”
“That’s awesome. I don’t know anything about cars. I keep meaning to take my car in, but I always forget. And then, when I remember, the shop is closed. I guess I could just call Brooks directly, but that feels disrespectful.”
“What’s wrong with your car?” All of the humor has left Gabe’s face, and the line between his eyebrows deepens with worry.
“The check engine light is on.” I shrug. “But it’s been fine.”
Adam throws me a hard look. “Gabe will check it out.”
“It’s fine.”
“You won’t argue,” Adam says and turns off the highway that runs through town onto a small side road that leads to a new little subdivision full of gorgeous homes. Skyla used to live in this neighborhood.
Between the Porsche and the house, someone does very well.
This is the kind of neighborhood I’d love to live in.
Quiet, put together, a nice family neighborhood that I certainly never had.
I was raised by a terrorist on a ranch so far out of town that no one could hear us scream. And the apartment I have now is great.
But this neighborhood? This is something dreams are made of.
And these two guys are special. I can tell that they have a tight bond and love each other. It’s right there in the way they look at each other.
The fact they’re willing to let me join them makes me feel special.
“So who lives in this house?” I ask when Adam turns into the driveway.
“We both do,” Gabe says.
I feel my mouth drop. They live together.
They’re in a committed relationship.
I have so many questions, I mean, it’s my whole job to ask questions, but none of the answers are any of my business. I’m just here for a night of fun.
So I keep the questions to myself. Gabe opens my door and takes my hand, pulling me out of the car and up into his arms.
“Come here, Shorty.”
My legs circle his waist, hands diving into all that thick, dark hair. His nose skims up my neck until his lips are planted by my ear.
“You’re so fucking gorgeous, Alex.”
I swallow thickly, and my eyes close as he carries me into the house.
“We’re going to worship every fucking inch of you tonight.”
I hear a door open, then close, and suddenly, I feel warmth at my back and another pair of hands on my sides. Adam’s lips fall on the back of my neck.
“What are your hard limits, beautiful?” Adam asks, and I’ve lost all ability to talk. My brain synapses no longer function. No one is naked, no one has even kissed me, but holy shit, I’m sandwiched between two intensely sexy men, and I’m already on fire.
And they’re making sure I’m comfortable. That I feel safe. And for a girl like me, there’s no greater turn-on.
“Alex,” Gabe whispers against my neck. “Adam asked you a question.”
I swallow again and blink my eyes open, trying to think. “What was the question?”
Adam chuckles behind me, sending shivers skittering over me.
“Hard limits. What are they, Alex?”
“Uh…” I blink some more, thinking. “No restraining.”
Never fucking again.
“You don’t want to be tied up?” Adam asks.
“No.”
“Done.” Gabe nibbles on my chin. “What else?”
“Do you have any pets?”
They both pause, and the next thing I know, I’m sitting on the kitchen counter and both men are in front of me, all of their attention on me.
“We would never—” Gabe begins, but I shake my head.
“No, not that. Ew. But … do you have any pets?”
“No.” Adam drags his fingertip down my cheek, and it makes my nipples tighten. “No pets here. Are you allergic?”
I lick my lips and shrug. “Something like that.”
I’m terrified of animals, and I will lose my shit if a golden retriever comes sauntering into this room right now.
“So no restraining you, and no randomly adopting a cat.” Gabe nods. “No problem.”
“Is there anything else we need to know?” Adam asks, his voice tender.
“I don’t think so.”
“Have you ever had anal sex, sweetheart?” Gabe asks as he leans in to plant a kiss on the ball of my shoulder. Their hands are moving again, and my nipples have puckered, my core tightened.
“N-no,” I say and bite my lip when Adam’s hand glides under my skirt and up my thigh.
Thank God for that everything shower earlier.
“Then we won’t do that tonight,” Adam says in my ear. “Now, be our good girl and let Gabe carry you to our bedroom.”
I let out a little yelp when Gabe lifts me again and easily carries me up some stairs and back to a large primary suite. The bedroom is masculine, with white walls and dark furniture. The linens on the king-sized bed are blue and so soft, I can’t wait to feel them against my skin.
There are no coverings on the windows.
“Uh, do you have neighbors?” I ask, pointing at the windows.
“She’s not an exhibitionist,” Gabe tells Alex, then turns back to me. “No, baby. Those windows face the mountains. Don’t worry, we wouldn’t let anyone else see this gorgeous body.”
He sets me on my feet, and Adam says in a hard, stern voice, “Get naked. Both of you.”
Gabe winks, reaches over his shoulder, and pulls his shirt off, revealing so much golden skin, some ink on his shoulder and chest, and abs that make my vagina do the tango.
For fuck’s sake, he’s beautiful.
“You too, Shorty.” He lifts an eyebrow. “Adam won’t tell you twice.”
“Keep the shoes on, Princess,” Adam says. He’s suddenly behind Gabe, gloriously naked, kissing and nibbling down Gabe’s shoulder, making him groan in pleasure.
Fucking hell, that’s hot.
In the past ten minutes, Adam has grown way more intense. Darker. His eyes are feral, his jaw stern.
He’s dominant—whether that means he’s a Dominant or that it’s merely his personality when it comes to sex, it’s clear he likes to be in charge.
And it’s hot as fuck.
I reach behind my back to unzip the dress, nibbling my lip as the spaghetti straps fall over my shoulders and the dress pools at my feet.
Both sets of lusty gazes are on me, and both men groan as those eyes sweep up and down my body.
“Fucking hell,” Gabe whispers, reaching up to cup one of my breasts and rubbing his thumb over the hard nipple. “You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever fucking seen.”
“Without a fucking doubt,” Adam agrees, reaching out to brush his fingers through my hair.
I glow under their praise as I lower my thong, and then I’m standing naked before them, in my heels. Gabe lifts me off my feet and plants me in the middle of the bed.
He moves me around like I’m weightless, and I’m anything but. I’m not a small woman, but these two men make me feel small.
Not insignificant. Definitely anything but that.
Feminine.
Sexy as hell.
Adam’s mouth finds mine, and Gabe’s mouth latches onto my breast, and it’s official.
I could die a happy woman.
“So damn delicious,” Adam says against my lips. “We’re going to devour this beautiful body. Every fucking inch.”
My breath catches.
“And once we’ve eaten our fill, Gabe’s going to fuck you, and I’m going to fuck him.”
Yep. Best decision of my life.
“That’s such a good idea.” My breathy voice is full of need, and it makes them both chuckle.
Gabe’s mouth moves down my body, and when his magical lips nibble that crease where my leg meets my core, I can’t help but lift my hips in invitation and grip Adam’s shoulders for dear life.
“Fucking hell,” Gabe groans. “She’s so wet for us already. You’re sopping wet down here, Shorty. What a gorgeous little pussy.”
He drags his fingertip through my slit, from my clit to my entrance, and I moan against Adam’s mouth.
Suddenly, Gabe licks me, right where the tip of his finger just was. When he pushes that tongue inside me, I have to tear my mouth away from Adam with a needy moan.
“Do you like having my man down there, Princess?” Adam murmurs, as his fingers do magical things, dancing over my stomach, my side, my breasts. “Does his mouth feel good on your pretty cunt? He’s good with his mouth, isn’t he?”
“So good,” I whimper. “Oh God, it’s so good.”
“I need to feel her,” Adam growls, and Gabe kisses down my thigh, making room for Adam to slide two fingers through my folds and into my pussy. Both men groan when he shoves those two fingers into Gabe’s mouth. “Fuck.”
Adam cradles my face and kisses me again while Gabe’s mouth covers my core, and it’s so much sensation. I’ve never been kissed in both places at once before, and I can’t help but wonder how I’ll ever be expected to live without it later.
How do I go back to only one man?
I feel Gabe shift as his mouth leaves my pussy, and a drawer opens. Suddenly, Adam releases my mouth, and I look up to find Gabe hovering over me, the crown of his giant fucking dick at my entrance. His eyes are on fire as he stares down at me, making my pussy needy for him.
“Are you going to fuck her before I can taste her?” Adam doesn’t sound happy with that, but Gabe doesn’t take his eyes away from me. “Because there will be consequences for that, baby.”
“Yes. I’ll take the goddamn consequences.”
A thrill skitters down my spine as he pushes himself inside me. Adam fists Gabe’s hair and growls.
Suddenly, Gabe is balls deep inside me, making me bow off the bed, while Adam devours Gabe’s mouth.
“Christ, she’s delicious,” Adam says before going back for more. “You taste like heaven together.”
The hottest men I’ve ever seen in my life are making out like it’s their job while one of them fucks me, stealing my breath and waking up every nerve ending in my body.
I’m gonna come.
Watching them kiss like this, all tongues and lips and gravelly groans, is enough to set me off. Add in the pounding I’m getting, and there’s no way I can hold back.
“Holy shit, I’m gonna—”
But Adam turns and says with a hard voice, “No.”